| Song | Death Sound Blues |
| Artist | Country Joe & the Fish |
| Album | The Life and Time of Country Joe and The Fish (From Haight-Ashbury to Woodstock) |
| 作词 : McDonald, Wisdom | |
| McDonald | |
| I hear that death sound, baby | |
| Oh, like an echo in my brain | |
| I hear that death sound, baby | |
| Oh, like an echo in my brain, brain | |
| Well, there's a part of us dying | |
| You know that things will never be the same | |
| Ah, never be the same. | |
| I feel the black nails a-poundin' now | |
| Yes, into the coffin of our love | |
| Hear the black nails a-poundin' now | |
| Yes, into the coffin of our love | |
| Well, like a black shrouded hunter now | |
| Don't you know that I have killed a snow white dove | |
| Oh, I've killed the dove. | |
| Well, the time sands keep a-fallin' now | |
| On towards our ending day | |
| Yeah, the time sands keep a-fallin' | |
| Towards our ending day | |
| I see the minutes chasing the hours | |
| Yes, to the words that we should say | |
| Ah, we should say. |
| zuò cí : McDonald, Wisdom | |
| McDonald | |
| I hear that death sound, baby | |
| Oh, like an echo in my brain | |
| I hear that death sound, baby | |
| Oh, like an echo in my brain, brain | |
| Well, there' s a part of us dying | |
| You know that things will never be the same | |
| Ah, never be the same. | |
| I feel the black nails apoundin' now | |
| Yes, into the coffin of our love | |
| Hear the black nails apoundin' now | |
| Yes, into the coffin of our love | |
| Well, like a black shrouded hunter now | |
| Don' t you know that I have killed a snow white dove | |
| Oh, I' ve killed the dove. | |
| Well, the time sands keep afallin' now | |
| On towards our ending day | |
| Yeah, the time sands keep afallin' | |
| Towards our ending day | |
| I see the minutes chasing the hours | |
| Yes, to the words that we should say | |
| Ah, we should say. |